Offering My Ass
That night, after dinner, Mike was already waiting for me in our room when I came back. He was sitting on the edge of his bed and when he saw me coming in, he immediately stood up.
"Well? Have you decided?"
"Yeah. I agree to let you practice on me, but I have one condition."
"What's that?"
"You have to follow my instructions tonight."
"What are you going to ask me to do?"
"I'm not going to ask you to do stupid or crazy things and you got to trust me whatever I asked of you is for your good."
"You are not going to ask to fuck me again?"
"No, I mean... for tonight's practice, you do as I say. I will not ask you to suck me or let me fuck you."
"Ok. If it's not those two, then I'll do it."
"That's because my ass is really tight, and if you start going crazy it will hurt like hell." When I said "my ass is really tight", Mike's cock jumped.
"Oh, I see. I won't. I know you are sacrificing a lot for me."
"Promise?"
"Yeah."
"Ok, let's start then. First, get some lube and get naked on my bed." In no time he was all naked with a hard cock poking out. I got naked as well, lay on my bed and lifted my legs. I asked him to use his finger to put some lube inside my hole. When he inserted his finger, I felt some pain. Then I looked at him and realized this guy had really big hands and chubby fingers. It was like a small penis entering me.
"It's really tight. My finger isn't going in."
"Use more lube, wriggle it a little bit." He did and it was starting to enter. I asked him to push it in and out. When he did, the pain subsided and it was starting to be pleasurable. The only time I was fucked was by Ben during the fraternity initiation and it was some time ago. My hole has closed up nicely, that's why it's so tight.
I asked him to insert two fingers. He had some trouble and it took a while to do it. The feelings were coming back to me, what it was like to be fucked in the ass. I thought about Ben. I could feel my hole expanding. Having a previous experience meant my body was getting used to the sensation faster. When I thought I was ready, I asked him to try his cock.
"Now lube your cock nicely." He put a big glob of lube and rubbed all over his cock.
"Put your cock head at the opening." When his hot cock touched my hole, we both jumped. A connection has been made. I started yearning for his hot rod to enter me. I was quivering in anticipation.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
"Yeah, just try pushing it in, gently." He slowly pushed and part of the head went in. We both moaned. I tried to relax myself to allow more in. I asked him to push again and more went in. His cock head was surrounded by my tight ass.
"Oh my God... your ass is so hot and tight!" He instinctive tried to push more but I stopped him.
"Wait! Don't push yet!"
"It feels so good! Please!"
"That's why I made you promise. You always get carried away." If he was already having a difficult time controlling himself, I was in for trouble. When I felt it was ok, I let him push more. He was a bit more eager to push than I was comfortable with and I had to stop him multiple times. When he was in finally, he let out a deep sigh.
"Man, your ass feels so good! It's gripping my cock like crazy! It's so much better than Becky!"
"Don't compare me to a blow-up doll, please!"
"Sorry, but that's the only thing I've fucked in months."
"Ok, now hold still."
"I want to start fucking you."
"No, you got to learn to control yourself."
"Please, I'm so close. I just want to cum!"
"That's why you only last five minutes."
"I know, but it's driving me nuts just staying still."
"You got to last ten minutes before you cum."
"What?"
"Yes, look at the clock. Ten minutes starts now."
"No way I can hold for ten minutes."
"Just do it."
"Ok, I'll try." I could feel his cock pulsating and expanding in my ass. I could feel it move in my insides, bouncing up and down. He was trying his best just to hold himself from climaxing right away. He must not have had hot, tight holes like mine for a long time. He started thrusting almost instinctively but I stopped him. Looking at him, I could see him holding his fists and gritting his teeth trying not to thrust. He looked kind of cute that way.
"Ok, since we have time, I'll try to take your mind off of it by talking. Tell me your story. Tell me about your life in high school." It took a while for him to respond because he was still fighting back his orgasm.
"Um... I hated high school. People thought I was a freak." He paused, trying to think back what it was like. He was making shallow thrusts in me, trying not to get too excited.
"I wasn't always muscular. I only started going to gym when I was 16. I was fat before that. People were teasing me, calling me big, fat and stupid." There was an expression of pain on his face. I started to sympathize with him.
"I worked out and stopped being fat, but people still called me big and stupid. I know I'm not a genius, but I have feelings too, so I started hitting those who teased me. That got me into trouble, but I didn't care. Then they started calling me names and mocked me behind my back. But no one dared to say anything in front of me."
I was having more compassion with this gruff jock by the minute. I looked at his face and the pain was still there. I didn't know what to say to comfort him, so I just listened.
"No one dated me. When a girl said she wanted to date me, I was so happy. But she only wanted to mock me. She got me in bed naked, then laughed at how small my cock was, then told the whole school the next day." I shook my head and looked at him sadly. That must have been terrible.
"I was chubby so my cock looked small. They started calling me all kinds of names. It was horrible. I had no friends. I was tired of being fat, so I worked out hard. I turned my fat into muscles."
Mike was still making shallow thrusts in me and I could tell he was getting more control. He was able to remain aroused without cumming, which was a big feat for him.
"When I went to college a few girls were interested, but I never got past the first date. I never dated in high school so I didn't really know how it works."
"What did you do on the first date?"
"I took her to Burger King."
"What?"
"It's my favorite restaurant!"
"But you took a girl to Burger King on the first date? That's sad."
"I told you I don't know anything about it."
"May be I should coach you on dating as well."
"Really? You'll do that for me?"
"Yeah, I let you in my ass, what can't I do for you?"
"You are the best, Rick!"
"We still have three minutes. How are you holding up?"
"I can stop myself from cumming, but I really want to fuck you hard."
"Just a few more minutes, ok? Then you can cum."
"Ok, I'll try."
I wanted to know more about Mike. "So, when did you lose your virginity?"
"Er... five months ago."
"How did it go?"
"I shot really quickly and went to sleep. She never wanted to date me again, for sure."
"And after that?"
"Same thing. I usually get so excited I shoot quickly."
"So that brings us to Becky."
"Yeah, at least she never complains."
"Right." I paused. "So your story till now is kind of sad."
"Yup, until I came here and joined the football team. It's the only place people don't think me being big was weird."
"I can see why football is so important to you."
"It's the only thing I'm good at."
"Well, good for you. Only one minute left. This isn't so hard, is it?"
"It's hard. I feel like fucking your brains out."
"Well, don't. I don't want to be split in half."
He chuckled and looked at me in the eyes. They were full of lust, pure animal lust. I was taken aback. He looked savage, and I felt like a prey going to be devoured by a lion.
"Mike? Please be gentle, ok?" My voice was trembling. He didn't even hear me. He was staring at the clock intensely, just waiting for the few seconds to pass before he can really fuck me.
"Time's up!" Once it was time, he started thrusting.
"Gent-" Before I could remind him again to be gentle, he gave one hard push. "Awwww!"
I looked at him, trying to say something to stop the mad thrusting, but I knew it was a lost cause. He has totally transformed into a savage beast. He was growling, grunting, and thrusting as if his life depended on it. I was like a boat in a storm, or more like a hurricane. There was nothing I could do but to endure it. I closed my eyes, enduring the pain and also the pleasurable sensations his powerful thrusts brought me. I couldn't tell if I was enjoying it or hating it.
He gave a few deep, hard thrusts then unloaded his cum into my ass. He grunted and pushed deep into me, pushing my entire body forward. As he shot in me, his huge, beefy body collapsed on me. I could feel his cock pumping cum in me, and his 250 lb of pure muscles were pressing on me.
"Mike, I can't breathe! Get off me!" He wasn't responding. A minute later I heard snoring. I couldn't move. He was much bigger and heavier than me, and I was still skewered on his cock. I could feel his hot body pressing on me. Every part of our bodies was connected. I could feel his heart beating next to mine. I could feel his body heat radiating into me; his sweat on my skin. I could smell his masculine musk. I could feel his breath on my neck. I felt an emotional connection to him like never before. Even though this burly beefcake was totally straight, I was starting to have feelings for him. Not romantic love, mind you, but something, brotherly, perhaps. He has grown on me. There was something about him that was endearing. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his warm body. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him. I drifted to sleep that way.